Beside him, Satoru Gojo burst out laughing with a snort, nearly dropping the lollipop from his mouth. He slapped the railing and laughed until his shoulders shook.
The other end of the line fell silent for half a second. Then dense cursed energy suddenly surged from the phone screen.
It spread through the air like vines come to life, carrying a cold, vicious aura.
Using the phone as a medium, Kenjaku forcibly pulled two translucent figures into the air. On the left was Kenjaku, wearing Nagayumi Jin's face and a faint, ambiguous smile.
On the right was Sukuna, who occupied Megumi Fushiguro's body, his eyes lowered as he remained silent.
The two figures swayed slightly in the night breeze, like visitors from the underworld.
Before either could speak, Satoru Gojo grinned. With the lollipop between his lips, he drawled in an obnoxious tone that practically begged for a beating:
"Oh, look who it is! Aren't you the guy who ran from Yuji with his tail between his legs?
Was running away not embarrassing enough? Now you've called just to challenge us and make a fool of yourself again?"
Qingxiao immediately piled on, his tone flat:
"You tricked a woman to get a chance to escape, you scumbag who plays with women's feelings!
Is that all the strongest in history can do? You really make me look down on you more and more."
The warrior was clumsy with words when it came to comforting people, but his ability to insult them was absolutely first-rate.
Those words made Sukuna's brow jerk upward, viciousness churning in his eyes.
Before Sukuna could respond, Kenjaku chuckled and smoothed things over.
His voice came through the cursed energy, carrying a trace of confident mockery:
"You two certainly have a way with words, but... you don't really